Tory: Dad, I’m still depressed! I mean, come on, here I am in New Mexico with my hick father for the whole summer!
Tory: No offense.
Tory: Like it matters! All I care about is, it’s not LA!
Tory: Wait a second… This is a joke, right? This is our poor neighbors’ house, and then you’re gonna take us to our house.
Tory: Dad, this book doesn’t even have a cover!… I’m going to be miserable here! There’s no swimming pool, there’s no shopping malls, there’s no cable, bet you don’t even have a TV! This sure ain’t Beverly Hills… Uhhh, I can’t wait to see this house!
Tory: Oh great! Just when I thought this house couldn’t get any worse, an old basement! Well! Great place to store all the rocks and pinecones I’m gonna find!
Tory: Oh God, you’re gonna need to slap some bulldozers around to fix this place up!--- OH! God, gross, cobwebs!
Tory: Yeah, from who, Dracula?
Tory: How ‘bout, I get a hotel, somewhere in town, and you can come visit… like once a week. I’ll pay for it!
Tory: Okay, I’ll go with that theory!… Ohh… Augh, Dad! Do you see that spider? It’s huge! They could kill us! Okay, I’m turning around, and I’m walking out of this basement, and I’m going back up to the Jeep, and making a reservation at the nearest hotel in town. This is worse than summercamp! I’d rather sleep in a tent!
Tory (rushing out of house on cell phone): Okay, hold on, hello? We’re breaking up! Okay, okay that’s good… Okay, hi, I’d like to make a reservation, I’d like it to be a very tall room, and I want it to be very--- Oh, great!… Who are you?!
Tory: Oh, okay… Does that cover it?
Tory: Okay, okay… How about that, will that do it?
Tory: Okay, you know what, just keep the change, I’m in a really big hurry, there’s this big, disgusting house, and I’d just like to distance myself from it.
Tory: Yeah, that place, it’s really gross, there’s bugs, and there’s cobwebs, and God only knows what else is in there!
Tory: What’s so funny?
Tory: Woah, woah, woah, okay wait a minute, did I misplace my 1950’s calendar here? Girls? Listen Bud, okay this is the 90’s; women are treated equal.
Tory: Ohh, is that so?… You know what? Neither am I. I’m not afraid of anything.
Tory: What are you talking about, what are you doing?
Tory: You really think I’m afraid of a little dust, and some bugs? Just put the bags back, okay? Dad, will you just put the bags, back?
Tory: Nathan?
Tory: OH, AUGHHHHH!
Tory: Just trying to make a peace offering… But I think it’s all, all in that crate… I hope I didn’t ruin what’s inside
Tory: The O’Gradys?
Tory: Oh… You mean, weird and strange like guys who drive dented pick-up trucks and paint houses for a living?
Tory: Huh! Scared? Me? Gimme a crowbar, I’ll bust it open myself!
Tory: Fine, hammer’s good, hammer.
Tory: Uh, there’s a bathroom, off the kitchen in there. At least it looked a little like a bathroom.
Tory: I better go with you! Well, just in case!
Tory: Neither am I… What was that?!
Tory: All right, all right, I think we solved this mystery. Now can we just get out of here?
Tory: Oh, come on, let’em go chase rainbows, let’s you and I go paint. Um, this is biodegradable right?
Tory: Not bad, huh?
Tory: Oh, okay well you just watch as a pro… gets a can of paint.
Tory: Nathan!… Nathan, come on, what are you doing?… Oh my God! What was that?!
Tory: I thought that was you, rubbing my leg!
Tory: That’s not the point! Something was rubbing my leg, like caressing it… and it-it ran off over there!
Tory: No, no Dad, that was not an animal. I know what it feels like when a man caresses my leg.
Tory: W-Well why?
Tory: It wasn’t a cat.
Tory: What’s wrong?! Oh my God! You’ll be okay, I’m gonna take you to the hospital.
Tory: Are you sure you told Ozzie and Alex where this place is? I mean they were supposed to meet us here!
Tory: Boy, what a night… My first day here, and my father winds up in the hospital.
Tory: No. I mean, yes, I do want something. What I wanted, was a watercress salad and an Evian water, but they don’t have that here. All they have is cheap whiskey and warm beer.
Tory: Jeez, thanks.
Tory: Oh, no, do you know what that is?
Tory: That’s cut-up, dead cow. And that’s if you’re lucky in this place. I don’t eat meat. I don’t kill living things. I feel very strongly about that.
Tory: Really?
Tory: What are you--- Nathan, what are you doing?
Tory: Nathan give me my shoe… Nathan, give me my shoe back! C’mon!… Ozzie and Alex are coming, would you try to set, a mature example?
Tory: Where have you been?
Tory: Oh my God…
Tory: This is crazy. What the hell is goin’ on here?
Tory: Great. My dad had to bring food into this place.
Tory: Look, you guys can sit around here and theorize. Bear or no bear, but I am gettin’ out of here. As a matter of fact, I’m walking out that door, and I’m not coming back.
Tory: It’s a little too dark out there.
Tory: Yeah. I’m really beginning to get the hang of this thing… What’s that?
Tory: Great, Ozzie.
Tory: Oh, great, while you do that, I’m gonna find my purse, and check into a hotel.
Tory: Ozzie, would you cut it out with that stupid bell?
Tory: We’re like, really scared, okay?
Tory: Nathan, be careful.
Tory: Nathan! What happened? What the hell happened?… Oh my God!!!… Oh my God, I’m gonna call the police!
Tory: Ozzie! Hurry UP!… Ozzie get Alex on the porch!
Tory: Ohh, okay…
Tory: Oh, God… Nathan, that was no fuckin’ bear.
Tory: God, Nathan, your leg, look at it! Okay, okay, we gotta call a paramedic!
Tory: Ozzie… Ozzie, you didn’t tell them that it was a leprechaun, did you?
Tory: Okay, alright, okay, we’re just gonna get him back to the house, okay? C’mon…
Tory: Shit! The line’s dead… Alex, you’re with the Boy Scouts?
Tory: That’s good enough. Okay, you gotta help me with this, we gotta stop the bleeding. Ozzie, go to the bathroom, get everything you can, tissue, alcohol, cotton…
Tory: Ozzie, GO!
Tory: You’re gonna be okay, Nathan. Okay, so, as soon as we stop the bleeding, we’re gonna take Nathan out to the pickup.
Tory: Yeah. It’s gotta be dead… Alright, Alex, go to the fridge, get me some ice. It’ll stop the swelling on Nathan’s leg.
Tory: God… Do you see ‘em?
Tory: Okay, we made it.
Tory: Shit!
Tory: Alex, be careful!
Tory: I’m rolling, I’m rolling…
Tory: Come on!
Tory: Oh God… Phone. Phone. I gotta call for help… Okay… My portable!… Hello? I need the police, this is an emergency!… Yes hello this is Tory Redding, I’m calling from the O’Grady’s farm, um, something really terrible has happened, and w-we need you to send someone out here right away… Please hurry, you’ve got--- Hello? Dammit!… Okay, the battery died. But it’s okay, I-I got through, a-and they’re gonna send somebody… We’re gonna be okay. Everything’s gonna be fine.
Tory: You’ve got the back door, right?
Tory: Alright, now double-check the windows in the kitchen… Ohh, you’re gonna be okay, Ozzie. He didn’t get your ear, he just bit it.
Tory: Well, they should be here by now… Alright, now I’m gonna have to make this a little tight, okay?… Too tight?
Tory: It is not a leprechaun, dammit! Ozzie, now I admit I don’t know what the hell that thing was, but it is not a leprechaun! Do you understand?
Tory: Woah-woah-woah, wait, wait a minute, what do you… what do you mean, ‘gold’?
Tory: Al-ex!… Tell me, Alex, the gold…
Tory: Alex, you can’t fix Ozzie’s brain.
Tory: Okay, okay, just tell me about the gold.
Tory: Okay, now the water bucket, right?
Tory: Okay. This has gotta work. All he wants is his gold, he’s gotta leave us alone… Oh, no no no no, you’re hurt too bad! Sit down!
Tory: Nope.
Tory: Augghh!
Tory: What the hell are you?
Tory: Here! This is what you’re looking for, right?
Tory: Be calm, be calm, alright… Okay, so he got what he wanted, now we can get everybody to the hospital, and ah, call for help, and it’s over.
Tory: Oh God, Alex, you gotta get some ice for Ozzie’s ear. And boil up some water.
Tory: Okay, over there! Oh my God, he’s in the cabinets!
Tory: OH my God!
Tory: There! Look! He’s getting away!
Tory: Alex, go stay with Ozzie!
Tory: Nathan, be careful!
Tory: What the hell is that?
Tory: No, he’s over there… Here he is, right here!
Tory: It’s gonna be okay, everything’s gonna be okay…
Tory: Hello? Hello? Help us please! Come help us, we’re trapped inside of here!
Tory: Aughhh! God, okay, what the fuck’s going on?! We gave ‘em his gold! We gave him his gold!
Tory: Ozzie, come on, you can’t go out there!
Tory: There’s gotta be another way! That thing is a leprechaun, and there’s gotta be a way to stop it!
Tory: Well, where is he?!
Tory: Well, then we gotta go there! We gotta go there right now!
Tory: Further, come on!
Tory: I’ll be back!
Tory (whispering): O’Grady, O’Grady… Dan O’Grady.
Tory: Mr. O’Grady?… It’s out… It’s out of the crate.
Tory: I believe it. How do we stop it?
Tory: Aughhhh!
Tory continues screaming.
Tory: Oh Godddddd!
Tory: C’mon, open-open-open!!!
Tory: An elevator!… C’mon, c’mon!
Tory: God, we’ve gotta get you down.
Tory: H-How? How can we kill it?
Tory: O-Okay.
Tory: Aughhh! Ohhhh!
Tory: O-Ohhh, Ohhhhh God, oh my God a cop! Oh my God, a cop!… Help! Please! You’ve gotta help us, please! God, you’ve got to help us!… Aughhh! Oh my God!
Tory: Noooo, get out! Ohhh, please, please get out!… Ohhh…
Tory: Where’s Alex?
Tory: Okay, O’Grady said that we need to have a four-leaf clover.
Tory: Okay. There’s got to be a four-leaf clover in the patch up there… Okay.
Tory: Oh! Look at this, you guys, we’re never gonna find a four-leaf clover in this!
Tory: What?!
Tory: Ohhh, God, Ozzie!
Tory: Forget it. We’re not gonna find it!
Tory: Dammit, Ozzie! I’m so sick of your magic, and your stupid fantasies! Okay? It’s too late for that now! We don’t have time to sit here in a damn clover-patch and look for clovers! That thing is gonna wake up!
Tory: Alright, here! Look, I believe! I believe!…
Tory: Okay. Okay we gotta get this on the leprechaun!
Tory: Are you okay?
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